It's down From the Dump I got my SLJ and DJ Aladdin Droppin the fat Hit em it Syndicate's in the muthafuckin All MC's get flat, muthfuckas
And it's me A rappin from L.A., the cool T Diss a brother, hate a brother, I still back With the fat tracks, fuck the pop I got a to cold diss a fool Wack rappers out urge me to pull tools For no Pop hookin for hits like hoes skeezin that can't shoot, yet you clock loot Dancesteps with the weak styles, but you look Bitch, that shit's Let Hammer dance, and you other fools ease The in some twist in a clenched fist Mind locked on ???? load of my hit And make duck pray talk shit, but none step this way Cause I'm quick to beat down a weak Clock crazy from L.A. to the Boogie Down I play the map Got hoes locked a muthafuckin bear trap Ice T Before hoes gee need two forms of I.D. Never fess, not the best, but I'm to shake Huh, watch the Ice
Watch the Ice
Yo, let's see now who's tryin to me Say I sold out I rocked with the B.C. Y'all are bitches, you're straight Quick to talk shit, but behind the back I do whatever I wanna do, hoe I rock a perm, you an afro I wear khakis, while wear silk Y'all forties, and I drink milk Cause my muthafuckin biz I never sell out, cause no sale, kid Hardcore to my from the fuckin start done over beats or loud guitars I drop the dope you forgot, I invented this gangsta shit You wanna to me? New jack, walk Come back in five LP's, we can talk just new, kid, you got a hit out In interviews you talk a lotta out You got paid, you really out You went broke when your one jam out Now searchin for that one more hit I ain't new to this, I got of gold I original, then I break the mold Too many MC's hit, then They're just Hah, the Ice break
Watch the Ice
Syndicate jumpin off On old fly smooth shit All the muthfuckas out there with us You know what I'm rollin strong All the busters out that got some static to say We're settin this shit off physically year Like says: MC's duck down Muthafuckas ain't takin no I'm on busters, point-blank me and it's on up
Now the break of dawn And the mic is on All hoes are and the rhymes are damn strong Many MC's that choke from the mic Those who to get with me Lost in rhyme Or they breath Try to step to the Ice sure death Cause ??it's I begin?? than you ever assume Drop the mic, go rap in your room I the quick kill Swing on a nigga sometimes just to ill Knuckle up, buster, fool, in his eye All hands, I no gun, yo punk, why? Cause if I my gun, you die No try I cool out now, so I don't over-freeze Nut up and start MC's catchin bodies from state to state Throw on a ski and walk the streets late And do me up a whole crew The Geto Boys was trippin, but my mind's me too diss me, and I meet you one day And bet life it won't be a fun day I hope, nigga, it's not your That you're when the Ice breaks
the Ice breaks